Well, looks like it’s time for me to burn all my golf gear. From now on if you’re not wearing a “Big Hitter” Dali Lama shirt and argyle, PRB pants then you’re a fucking nobody. Just wish he wore a visor because I crush visors on the course. I don’t crush [...]

Well, looks like it’s time for me to burn all my golf gear. From now on if you’re not wearing a “Big Hitter” Dali Lama shirt and argyle, PRB pants then you’re a fucking nobody. Just wish he wore a visor because I crush visors on the course. I don’t crush drives, but I crush visors.

Check me if I’m wrong Sandy, but if I kill all the golfers, they’re gonna lock me up and throw away the key…
Gophers, ya great git! The gophers! The little brown furry rodents!
We can do that; we don’t even have to have a reason.